You know it, I know it I want an art journal and I want it now, I want one done and a good cover or at least acceptable to me. I don't want it terrible personal, I want it laying around on a table and if people want to pick it up they can and I don't care of they read the words, I can make one later for mad days. I hope to not be made before I can get one done, or even sad, that is my plan. :>) We all know about that don't we, how life comes along and gives us a jab, and I think in this journal I will talk to myself about acceptance. it is Ok to be angry, even say that we are, and why, but the occasional person does not have to see that, especially when weeks later it might be hard for the journalist to remember just why, like a worry can linger, or it can vanish, it is pleasant when things get a good coat of vanish and shine again.
I will be diligent, faithful to completion, practice discipline, because if you say I am going to be disciplined and then one day you say this is just for me is doesn't matter, that might be when it means the most. This journal will have 28 pages of art and the cover last. I paint nearly everyday so why not put effort the effort into this? I don't trust myself.